Issac writes

Ayan was studying in class 5 in a convent school. As always, Ayan was getting ready to go to school, as always his mother had forced him to wake up and he always hated it as he never got enough sleep. But he loved it as he got to meet his friends every day, studies never interested him but the fact that he got to meet his friends, sit with them , play with them always excited him. It was so much fun. He got ready and stepped out of the house, bidding good bye to his mom, he started walking to the bus stop. The bus stop was quite near to his house, he had to cross the road in front of his house and walk  a mere 100 metres. His bus would come in around 5 minutes, till the time he left house and got into the bus, his mother would stand at the door step of their house watching him, once he got into the house, she would close the door and began her daily chores. Ayan was about to reach the bus stop when some stray dogs started following him, ayan  feared they may ...

Who should be blamed when a leaf falls from the tree, Is it the wind that blew it away, Or the tree that let it go, Or the leaf itself who grew tired holding on? Who should be blamed when our relationship fell from The glory of intimacy to the weirdness of being strangers again, Is it you who pushed me away from your life, Or is it me who let you go away with ease, Or was our relationship itself tired of holding grudges in the heart, Life unfolds so many misunderstandings each day, It is up to us to, Solve it, Leave it, Or Live with it Issac writes who should be blamed